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Damn, I hate reading these flyboy stories. My biggest regret in life is not having gone to flight school. Of course, I'm sure I'd be dead by now. When I was at Twentynine Palms back in about '83, I was driving around in the desert with a major from Range Control looking for things my platoon could blow up. A CH-53 had crashed at MCAS Yuma the week before and he told me that he had gone to flight school with the guy who had been flying the 53. He said that only he and 2 other guys from his flight school class were still alive, and that was post Viet Nam...all peace time attrition. I'm amazed anyone actually made it through a war alive. My hat is off to you and all your ilk, Jim.
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